Chapter 191: The Weather Is Dry, And I Got A Bit Overheated

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Xiao Yan’s face was solemn, devoid of any emotion on his handsome face behind the mask. Only two streams of blood flowed from his nose, leaving Dong Yan astonished.

Xiao Yan lifted his sleeve to wipe away the blood from his nose. Me then hurriedly maneuvered his wheelchair to exit the room. After he left the room, he closed the door, and only then did the noseblood stop.

“Your Highness, you, why are you bleeding?” Dong Yan was simply too curious. He had been with His Highness for so long, and His Highness rarely got injured, let alone had a nosebleed.

Could it be that His Highness went into the house to act like a hooligan and was beaten up by Miss Su?

“The weather is dry, and 1 got a bit overheated,” Xiao Yan said nonchalantly, without any change in his expression.

While Dong Yan was still scratching his head in confusion, the two of them suddenly felt a chilling aura approaching rapidly.

The two’s expressions immediately turned serious. Xiao Yan sneered. “It seems we have visitors.”

“Master, let me handle it,” Dong Yan offered proactively.

However, after hearing Dong Yan’s words, Xiao Yan merely waved his hand indifferently. “Step back. 1’11 handle it myself.”

Dong Yan hurriedly dodged into the shadows of the corridor. As soon as he left, two figures leaped over the wall and landed steadily in the courtyard.

Tenth Elder immediately saw Xiao Yan sitting in front of Su Qian’s door and furrowed his brows in confusion. “Ninth Brother, why is there a cripple here?”

Ninth Elder saw Xiao Yan sitting in a wheelchair, emitting no aura, and sneered. “Don’t worry about it. We’re here today to bring Su Qian to Second Young Master. Just kill the others.”

As the sound of his voice faded, Ninth Elder and Tenth Elder charged at Xiao Yan, one after the other.

The corner of Xiao Yan’s mouth curled into a smile. When their fists swept over, he slowly raised his eyes, which were filled with killing intent.

Instantly, a violent surge of spiritual power burst out from Xiao Yan’s body like a ferocious beast, directly sending the two elders flying!

With a boom, the two of them didn’t even have time to land on the ground before they were bound by Xiao Yan’s spiritual power, suspended in midair, unable to move.

“Ugh… Cough cough cough, Ninth Brother?” Tenth Elder’s eyes darkened as he hung upside down by Xiao Yan’s spiritual power. Blood flowed down his face to his forehead. He rolled his eyes twice before he finally regained his vision. He quickly turned his head to look at Ninth Elder beside him.

Ninth Elder turned his head and saw Tenth Elder’s chest was badly mutilated. His eyes were rolled back and no signs of breathing.

Ninth Elder wanted to scream, but his face was tightly pinched by a large hand formed by Xiao Yan’s spiritual power. At that moment, he could not make any sound. He could only look at Xiao Yan, who remained motionless in the wheelchair as if he had seen a ghost. Tears of despair streaked across the corner of his eyes.

In her sleep, Su Qian suddenly trembled and slowly opened her eyes.

Not knowing why she suddenly woke up, Su Qian lay on the bed in a daze and looked down at her slightly disheveled front.

“Strange… Did I dream of the children?” Su Qian said uncertainly. After uttering those words, she drowsily planned to continue sleeping when she suddenly smelled blood wafting in from outside the door.

She immediately got up and looked at the tightly shut door. Su Qian narrowed her eyes and put on her embroidered shoes in the dark. She strode towards the door and stood in front of it before pulling it open.

Immediately, an even stronger smell of blood assaulted her senses, causing Su Qian to subconsciously frown and look at the courtyard..

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